What matters.

As of late (as you have likely noticed), I haven’t really been blogging about money very much. And I’m not sure why, but I think it has something to do with starting to wonder what really matters.

Now, I’m not saying money doesn’t matter to me. It does. I want the ability to live a comfortable life, to give my hypothetical children a great education, and to be able to enjoy my retirement. But money isn’t everything.

A friend of the family is in the hospital suffering from third degree burns over a large part of his body (due, in part, to his own stupidity). Another friend is in the ICU at Walter Reed. And friends of friends are battling divorces and dealing with ill children and all sorts of things.

So it starts to make my money goals seem like nothing at all.

Of course, with ignoring my money, I find that I’m spending more. And really, what I could be doing is trying to keep the budget tight and use that money to help these friends in small ways or donate to charities helping people like them.

I don’t know, things have just been put into perspective over the past few weeks.